Sorry for my hiatus here.
I thought I'd be less busy after the Holidays but it turns out that the rush isn't really over yet.
You know me.. I don't like saying no to opportunities..big or small..
|Windows of opportunities|
I plan to give you a report on how my 2012 went. I'd make time for that before the month ends. *fingers crossed*
For now, I'd like to leave you with an entry I posted on facebook a year ago back when I didn't have a blog yet.
I wrote it at a time when I made the big decision to start out a new business.
2013 is a new year and a new start.
I'm sure most of you made a list of resolutions to make the new year better and brighter.
In case some of you decided to jump out of your comfort zones or are still contemplating on whether or not to make that big leap...here's an entry that can hopefully help ease you into the world of the uncomfortable.
Change is never easy.
Sometimes, it feels even suicidal..so the question is...why do it?
August 10, 2010
The things I want often times do not come on a silver platter.
Almost everything I have now…I have to work for.
It’s not easy.
I have to spend hours thinking about it…days preparing for it…and months trying to make it work.
At times when everything seems too overwhelming, I stop and ask, “Is this worth all the trouble?”
I observe those who get everything with not so much as a snap of their fingers.
I question the set up. I question the seeming imbalance.
But such thoughts come and go in such haste I often forget they ever crossed my mind.
When people tell me stories of the so-called ‘fortunate lot’, I actually feel no hint of envy.
I love my life.
I love all the hardships that go with it.
Why be jealous of those who arrive on a jet?
All they could hold on to after the journey is the splendor of their flying experience.
Those who had to travel for hours and days on land and water, on the other hand, often end up with so much more…
They get to hold on to the memories of people they’ve met, mementos of places they’ve seen, and ideals of culture they’ve experienced first hand…
Last Saturday, we embarked on a journey to Divisoria to jumpstart a business that may or may not work.
4 hours of coursing through Manila’s traffic, 8 hours of bracing divisoria’s streets while begging its vendors to give us discounts, countless hours more just thinking, worrying…
No silver platter, no jet.
But in exchange…I learned, I worked, I lived.
LIFE IS HARD but THAT’S WHY I LOVE IT.
|At the recently concluded fair in Assumption Antipolo|
Never give up on your dreams, loves.
It's worth all the trouble, I promise! :)
Missing you all,